A Very Short Halloween Story

When I went to pick up the Shaker rug, the guy who answered the door let me in and, licking his lips, showed me a bottle of sleeping pills, a butcher knife, and a large stew pot. I asked about the rug. My host blushed as he exclaimed, “Oh, that ad! Right this way.”

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